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Pop Culture Poetry: Rebel

23 Aug

Rebel

He looks up at the sky and sees
A Star Destroyer loom
Obstructed by the smoke drifting
From his home base’s plume

Of smoke, destroyed by giant walkers
He took just one down
It cost him a co-pilot though
He recalls with a frown

The young kid who had just joined them
Excited to take on
The same life of adventure and
Excitement that had drawn

This farmboy from his desert world
Across the galaxy
To this barren and frozen world
Now riddled with debris

Of Echo Base, attacked by those
He had watched in the sky
Had it been just three years since
He wished that he could fly?

He took a moment to let go
Of everything around
As giant walkers still advanced
Continuing to pound

He recalled the old wizard’s words
Before he took the shot
That turned the tide against the foes
And a new hope had brought

“Let go” his mentor said to him
And let go he now did
Just as with his aunt and uncle
And now with this kid

Who thought he’d take them on all by
Himself and win the war
Felt like only moments later
Walker’s lasers tore

Into the speeder and the kid
Adventure at an end
Wouldn’t be the first or last
Time that he lost a friend

As he mounted into the
Cockpit of his X-Wing
There was just one new adventure
To which he did now cling

He’d had enough of laser blasts
And dog fights in deep space
Constantly evading the
Relentless Empire’s chase

Something that the wizard said
To him not long ago
Half frozen to death he saw
His old friend stand aglow

And tell him where to find a great
Warrior who would teach
The ways in which he could help all
Break free from the foe’s reach

He lifted off and sped towards
The blackness of the sky
Hoping that for everyone
The war’s end would be nigh

Pop Culture Poetry: Farmboy

22 Aug

Farmboy

He looks up at the sky and sees
A pair of ships above
Usually his backward world
Is very devoid of

Anything exciting, anything
That’s interesting
You don’t usually see a Star
Destroyer or X-Wing

Soaring through the skies of this
Deserted, dried up ball
Life’s so boring it feels like
It’s moving at a crawl

But his heart races as he sees
The two ships above soar
He stops to watch and forgets of
His Uncle’s assigned chore

Everything can wait, he thinks
He wants to take it in
His excited youthful eyes wonder
Where these two ships have been

Probably across the whole
Galaxy at least twice
He looks down at the sandy ground and thinks
“It would be nice

To fly around in a space ship
And walk across the sky
To see another world that wasn’t
So hot and so dry”

He gets a sudden rush and thinks
“My friends have to see this!”
They’re just as bored as he is and
This battle they can’t miss

He jumps into his speeder and
He races off to find
His friends who are also on this
Hot desert world confined

“One day,” he thinks to himself
“I’ll find a way up there
I’ll walk across the sky while everyone
Down here will stare”

Pop Culture Poetry: Firewalker

17 Aug

*Companion Piece to “Familiar Blue”

Firewalker

Breathe in
Breathe out
My thoughts fill with doubt

The tormented conscience
The whispering fear
Scored by the fire
I still feel its sear

Breathe in
Breathe out
Pain still burns throughout

Flashes of brothers
Of all those held dear
Burn like the river
That skinned me last year

Breathe in
Breathe out
I am now the drought

The emptiness in
This gleaming black suit
Voice and expression
Forever now mute

Breathe in
Breathe out
Was this the best route?

Was I too rash?
Or rather, was he?
That young boy no longer
Feels a part of me

Breathe in
Breathe out
These steel legs are stout

They hurt where they stab
Into severed stumps
But now when I walk
Beneath the ground thumps

Breathe in
Breathe out
This mask gives me clout

I no longer see horror
Now I see dread
They cower in worship
Through these eyes of red

Breathe in
Breathe out
These weaklings I flout

None of them could have
Survived my baptism
I now stand apart
I am my own schism

Breathe in
Breathe out
To me they’ll devout

A symbol of warning
Of intolerance
The mere mention of
My name now prevents

Breathe in
Breathe out
I burn off the sprout

The memory of him
The one who betrayed
The one who forged me
With his own blade

Breathe in
Breathe out
My hatred will tout

I’ll find him one day
I’ll never relent
I’ll never forget
His distinctive scent

Breathe in
Breathe out
I burn off the doubt

That he’s dead already
He must have survived!
Of my revenge
I won’t be deprived

Breathe in
Breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe out

Pop Culture Poetry: Familiar Blue

16 Aug

*Selected as Poem of the Day on the UK Poetry Forum: http://www.thepoetryforum.co.uk/showthread.php?t=21127

Familiar Blue

Twin suns beat down
As I make my way
To see your boy
To make sure he’s okay

You’ve been gone so long
But you’re with me still
Kind of blame myself
Think I always will

It’s what keeps me going
After all of these years
After all the regret
After all of the tears

I remind myself
It wasn’t you on that shore
Try to recall the man
That you were before

Hero with no fear
My brother, my friend
But the more I remember
The more I descend

Broken down
And all alone
Tired mind
And tired bones

So I walk the Wastes
But I walk so slow
Afraid I’ll fade away
Before it’s time to go

But when I see his eyes
That familiar blue
I see a new hope
to make it up to you

Another chance
To make it all okay
It’s what keeps me going
From day to day

So I’ll keep waiting
Till the time is right
When the darkness falls
To the blinding light

Till the day the force
Brings him in
To be the man
You could have been